Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 106 Hu Chen

Chapter 106: Chapter 106 Hu Chen

"Wait a minute!"

"I remember... weren’t they the first to receive the call?"

"Yes, yes! That’s right! I remember now, the seven of them were the first to receive the call!"

Everyone started discussing in whispers.

"Could it be... the next to receive the call will be the second group of seven?"

"..."

"So it’s grouping, those who received the call on the same day form a group!"

"But... what’s the purpose of Fog Gathering doing this?"

"Huh? You’re actually pondering the purpose of Fog Gathering?"

"..."

The voices grew increasingly noisy, but there were still a few... whose eyes concentrated on one person.

Bai Yanliang.

It’s him again!

What exactly is special about him? Why does Fog Gathering give him special "attention"?

Since the first time entering Fog Gathering, Bai Yanliang has always been there. This can’t be explained by ordinary bad luck.

Li Mu and a few others looked thoughtfully at Bai Yanliang’s back.

He has secrets.

Everyone has secrets, and knowing others’ secrets isn’t necessarily a good thing.

Bai Yanliang still wore a calm expression; today’s events were within his expectations.

No... they should be within Xu Zhifei’s dream.

Just as she dreamt, this time, she and Bai Yanliang were present.

So... the cooperation she mentioned truly begins from this moment.

Bai Yanliang glanced at Xu Zhifei, noticing she was staring blankly at his name in the void.

What he did not know was that when he looked at Xu Zhifei, a pair of eyes were also quietly watching him, but with some sadness.

Quickly, Fog Gathering fell silent.

Seven people stepped out from the crowd, looking each other over.

Among them, Su Jieyi and Su Jiexian were twin sisters in their twenties, young and attractive, but now their faces were pale, their expressions uneasy.

Zhong Yi, Qin Chuan, and Du Shangjing were three men, with Du Shangjing being an elder ranking very high. For now, everyone’s emotions seemed relatively stable.

After everyone stood firm, the mist in the void condensed.

However... this time, the decryption was just a single, brief word!

"Who?"

"Survive for seven days."

The appearance of the survival task, coupled with the cryptic one-word decryption, instantly left the selected few looking exceptionally grim.

Who?

What kind of decryption is this?

Bai Yanliang was also contemplating.

Who?

It seemed as if someone was questioning.

What did this decryption imply?

"What’s going on? Why haven’t the names of the second group appeared yet?"

Some were analyzing the decryption, while others were anxious about whether they would be chosen next, especially the second group of seven who received the call.

Yet... an unexpected development arose.

The seven blood-red names dispersed with a roar, turning into dense fog and rapidly enveloping Bai Yanliang and the seven others.

Everyone suddenly realized with confusion that this time, only seven people were selected, with no second group, and certainly no third group!

"Thank goodness! We’re safe! Fog Gathering only selected one group this time!"

Upon hearing his voice, Xu Zhifei glanced through the blood-red fog, her gaze landing on the somewhat excited guy, who suddenly shivered, quickly looking around, but found nothing unusual.

Enjoy while you can...

Next... everyone will face judgment.

Her pale lips curled up, forming a strange arc.

The silhouettes of the seven disappeared into the blood-red fog the next second.

...

"My name is Hu Chen, male, twenty-six years old.

When I was young, I often had a recurring strange dream, a... very strange dream.

No beginning, no end, unable to see my body, yet could feel my existence.

I was standing in a long and narrow corridor.

Old-fashioned flooring, mottled walls, low ceilings.

The corridor was very deep. I kept walking forward, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t reach the end of the corridor.

During that time, I was very afraid to sleep, because every time I fell asleep, I would start having this dream again, involuntarily moving forward as I did before, repeating until I woke up.

Later, when I entered middle school, with more thoughts and pressure from studies, I began to be distracted and no longer paid attention to this never-ending corridor.

Until... one night, the dream changed at last.

I kept moving forward, and the corridor gradually became narrower and lower. I felt uncomfortable, I eventually couldn’t walk upright and had to kneel, otherwise my head would hit the ceiling.

Even so, I continued to crawl forward.

However... the ceiling kept getting lower, and the walls were closing in. I felt it increasingly hard to breathe.

I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t stop or turn back.

The corridor behind was pitch black, but I could hear... breathing behind me.

I frantically moved forward, and finally, the increasingly narrow corridor crushed me to the floor, leaving no path ahead.

I... finally reached the end of the corridor.

There was a door, a small, old wooden door with gaps, through which I could see darkness inside.

I kept staring at the wooden door, and then... the dream ended."

The man’s voice echoed not far from Bai Yanliang.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a bed in a white room, simply furnished yet familiar.

This was clearly a hospital.

An obese middle-aged nurse was taking notes of what the man was saying, while the man continued talking tirelessly.

Bai Yanliang glanced at him: middle-aged, bald, skeletal; aside from confirming "male," everything else seemed like crazy talk.

Madman?

Mental asylum?

Bai Yanliang glanced at the plump nurse’s name tag: Ink City Mental Hospital, Zhao Meili.

Sure enough, it’s a mental hospital... back to the old place.

"My name is Hu Chen, male, twenty-six years old..." The middle-aged bald man started his incessant self-report again.

The plump nurse gestured, and two orderlies came in from outside, each holding an arm as they escorted the middle-aged man out of the room.

"My name is Hu Chen, male..."

The door of the ward opened, revealing deep darkness outside, from which came the sound of the middle-aged man being dragged away, along with his repeated words, carrying a spine-chilling aura.

"Name."

The plump nurse walked to Bai Yanliang’s bed, staring at the record book, and asked.

Name?

Should I use my real name?

Bai Yanliang rapidly pondered in his mind; the abnormality of this mental hospital had been present from the start.

"Speak!"

The plump nurse put down the record book, and her revealed face made Bai Yanliang’s pupils contract.

She... only had a large mouth!

No eyes, nose, ears, eyebrows; her face had only one feature—a mouth.

This couldn’t possibly be explained by any deformity...

Even Bai Yanliang’s heart skipped a beat.

Stay calm, stay calm...

Encountering a fierce ghost right away, something must be wrong...

Bai Yanliang remained silent for a moment, and as the large mouth was about to open again, he spoke:

"Hu Chen, my name is Hu Chen."

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